Page 96 of Eternal Devotion

A sweet whispering pleasure bloomed at the base of my spine and grew until it reached every part of me, tip to toe.

Our kiss faltered. Our mouths came apart. We got lost in each other’s eyes.

Ensley traced his thumb over my bottom lip and folded it down to see my teeth. I flicked the digit with my tongue, playfully, teasingly.

His smile warmed me through. No fear. This man was a quandary.

My orgasm whispered a warning in the background as I entered him with a slow, even rock of my hips.

I nudged his chin with my nose, encouraging him to lift his head and give me access. He didn’t resist, nor did he show signs of changing his mind.

He didn’t ask me to stop.

“Are you sure?” I pressed my mouth over that sweet spot. The soft skin yielded against my lips, warm and aromatic.

“Yes. Please.” The word was a murmur. A plea.

I licked his pulse point, pressing my tongue harder to feel its staccato rhythm. The heat of the blood racing through his veins was a drug I could no longer resist. An animalistic need roared through me, threatening my control.

I teetered on the edge.

Trembling and thrusting into his body, I tuned into the ever-strengthening pull of my impending orgasm, followed its climb, and anticipated its crest. At that pinnacle moment, the peak of exultation, as nature pulled the rip cord, altering the sensations from a lurching fall to a soaring climb into the clouds, I sank my teeth into his tender flesh.

A clean, effortless parting of skin.

A rush of crimson warmth flooded my mouth and threw me over the edge into an elation I could never have imagined. A narcotic tidal wave crashed through my mind and hijacked my senses. I drank eagerly, possessed by a need to fill the hollow inside.

Ensley groaned and dug his fingers into my skin as his body tightened and his orgasm ripped through him.

His quickened heartbeat increased the flow of his blood as it filled not only my mouth but the void I’d been suffering with for too many years. We moved as one, an endless climb through the stratosphere. To the stars and beyond. To a place I didn’t know existed.

Eventually, our feet touched the earth again. With my ravenous hunger finally satiated, the spell broke. I lingered, savoring the intoxicating calm that settled over my senses and soothed my nerves.

Ensley lay still, stroking my hair and pulling me closer each time I tried to move away. When he finally let me up, I licked the thin trails of blood that trickled from the matching pinprick wounds. They would close on their own and leave barely a mark.

I pressed my forehead to his temple and took a moment to steady myself, still dizzy with euphoria.

A breathless sigh escaped him as his body grew limp.

“Are you all right?” My voice rasped.

“Yeah. It was… I’m lightheaded. A little woozy. But I fucking came like a rocket, so…” He chuckled. “Wow. Is it always like that?”

“Maybe. I don’t know.” I searched his face. He wore a hazy expression and a lazy smile, his gaze unfocused.

He touched my mouth, encouraging me to part my lips. My teeth had already retracted, but he traced them, nonetheless.

“That was really fucking hot.”

I wanted to deny it, but he was right. Cristofer was right. The exhilaration was indescribable.

We remained joined until my cock softened and I was forced to withdraw. Ensley tugged me down and wrapped me in his arms. I listened to the soft beating of his heart as the rejuvenation of a feed flooded my system.

Despite having slept the day away, I drifted, not quite awake and not quite asleep. Calm and relaxed. At peace for once.

Ensley yawned. “Feel better?”

“Yes.”